Vexations may be petty, but they are vexations still.

The most profound joy has more of gravity than of gaiety in it.

Nature clasps all her creatures in a universal embrace; there is not one of them which she has not plainly furnished with all means necessary to the conservation of its being.

A man must not always tell all, for that be folly; but what a man says should be what he thinks.

Nature is a gentle guide, but not more sweet and gentle than prudent and just.

My errors are by now natural and incorrigible; but the good that worthy men do the public by making themselves imitable, I shall perhaps do by making myself evitable.

Now, since everything else is furnished with the exact amount of needle and thread required to maintain its being, it is in truth incredible that we alone should be brought into the world in a defective and indigent state, in a state such that we cannot maintain ourselves without external aid.